Reincarnated in the Astral World
Chapter 80: Drummond Family

Arthur follows Oliver inside his home, the place surrounded by a tall wall with a vast garden around it. They pass through a part of the house that forms an arch, leading to a large inner courtyard.

"Bathrooms over there, kitchen on the other side, dining room…" Oliver points in various directions, excitedly introducing the house to Arthur. "If you need anything, just ask one of our servants."

'Servants…' Arthur notices there are dozens of servants around, all wearing nice uniforms and working with a smile on their faces. 'They don't look like those commoners we've seen so far.' He mentally comments to Nyx.

'Yeah, they seem happy… probably because this noble family treats them well?' Nyx has the same level of knowledge about that as Arthur, so conversing with her is like pondering with his own conscience.

Oliver notices how Arthur curiously looks at the servants, making him wonder about it. "You're not used to having servants around? But your family is noble, too, right?"

"Something like that," Arthur doesn't think that talking about his lineage being royal will bring anything good, but he still wants to be honest with Oliver. "But we don't have servants at home."

"Oh," Oliver is extremely curious about Arthur and his family, but he doesn't want to press too much. "Well, we need a lot of servants to maintain such a big house, but we take good care of everyone. They're not forced into anything and have good wages; Mother also always gives them clothes so elegant that make noble ladies jealous."

"I see," Arthur has no doubt about that. He continues following Oliver, but then a servant, a girl dressed as a maid, appears in front of them and bows respectfully.

The girl seems to be about twenty-five years old, with a nice light brow hair, and her face is at most average, but some features catch Arthur's attention significantly: she has fluffy and pointed furry ears like a cat's, as well as a bit of feline fur on the sides of her face, and various other parts of her body, and a cute tail wagging behind her maid dress.

"Master Oliver~!" The cat-girl bows and greets Oliver with bright eyes and a lovely tone.

"Hey, dear," He pats her ears and lovingly kisses her forehead, then stands by her side, looking at Arthur. "This is our guest of honor, a friend, actually."

"Hello, dear guest," The girl bows respectfully, and her tone is gentle. She can't help but be shocked when she notices Arthur's appearance, but her expression when looking at him is just impressed, unlike the loving way she gazes at Oliver.

"Hi," Arthur can't stop looking at the girl's ears, causing Oliver to laugh. "Don't tell me you've never seen a cat-girl?"

"I've read about them, but I've never seen a demi-human in person," Arthur responds honestly.

"Oh," The girl averts her gaze with a shy and even scared expression, but a curious spark lights up in Oliver's eyes. "Do you think her ears are cute? Maybe you want to touch?"

Arthur still feels he knows nothing about romantic relationships, but he recognizes a possessive feeling in Oliver's eyes. 'Is he testing me?' Arthur can't deny that his hands are begging to feel the texture of the girl's ears, but he contains such a feeling and shakes his head. "No, thanks."

Oliver smiles and kisses the girl's cheek before she runs off timidly. He then turns his attention back to Arthur with a stern expression. "It's horrible how people treat demi-humans just because they're not native to our continent,"

"I feel my blood boil just remembering the state my mother found Miriam in, being mistreated by a noble in the street…" Oliver sighs, and his gaze becomes affectionate again. "But my mother didn't let that continue; she taught the bastard a lesson and brought Miriam home. Of course, she then had to pay a huge amount of money to Miriam's former owner, but now she's happy and free here."

'The out damn slavery…' Arthur has heard Aria comment on how demi-humans are treated as slaves in Eldoria, sold as products. That affects him deeply since Liam was also a slave on Earth for a significant part of his life.

Oliver can see in Arthur's eyes that he hates slavery too, making him like his new friend even more.

Arthur tries not to think about his past life and focuses on the present. "She seems very happy with you, indeed."

"I hope she is," Oliver looks content but with a bit of concern in his expression. "I've been trying to make her my wife for five years, but she still resents humans and hasn't fully opened her heart to me… however, I'm more confident now that she's seen your face and didn't immediately fall in love."

Arthur ignores the last part and laughs. "Whatever you're doing seems to be working based on how she looks at you, so keep it going."

"Hmm," Oliver starts walking again and signals for Arthur to follow him. "We can talk more about women after we beat the shit of Lakeview's noble young generation tonight. Maybe you can give me some tips on how you won Margaret's heart."

"Sure," Arthur doesn't know what to say, but Nyx does. 'I don't think you can teach your technique to others; after all, it's something instinctive… it's like you know exactly how to make women go crazy… I feel horny just remembering what you did to my butt in that fitting room, hehe~'

'If you behave, we can replace an empty room by tonight… this house seems to have hundreds of them.' He comments, making her excited.

Arthur follows Oliver to a backyard patio, the place is hundreds of meters wide, a perfect space for great events. There are big tables at the corners and dozens of luxurious chairs; half the space is covered with a half-moon-shaped roof while the other half is open-air, reaching a garden further back.

As the servants prepare the tables around, there's a platform in the center with about thirty square meters in size and a meter high; its sides are surrounded by thick ropes, reminding Arthur of the boxing rings from Earth.

"We'll be fighting in that arena," Oliver points to the platform, where currently two people are fighting: a woman in her twenties and a guy of a similar age. There are also two other guys who look a bit older around the ring, shouting motivational words.

When they hear Oliver's voice, the guy fighting stops, and the girl hits his face with a kick, sending him flying out of the arena. "Damn it, Jovie! That's against the rules!" One of the other guys complains as he helps his friend to stand up.

"Rules?" Oliver asks in a sarcastic tone. "You think our enemies will follow any rules? Apart from using weapons, magic, or items, everything is fair within the arena. You better be prepared for low blows."

Everyone looks at Oliver, but their attention is redirected to Arthur, especially the girl's eyes, which glow brightly. "This is the kid that got us into this mess? He doesn't look like a kid at all…" Jovie's expression is wild; she breathes heavily due to the fight, her face sweaty, and her sharp teeth on display.

Arthur can tell she's a noble based on her aura and appearance, which is superior to any servant's, yet she can only be considered average compared to Margaret.

Before Oliver can say anything, Arthur steps forward and smiles confidently. "Arthur, the name, and yes, I'm the one who agreed to enter this game to save your ass."

"Ohoho…" Jovie laughs, the sparkle in her eyes becoming more intense. "You've got the balls, I see. But how about showing if you have the strength to keep this posture?" She extends her hand to him. "Come on, get up here so I can give that pretty confident face of yours a good treat."

Arthur feels something he hadn't felt in months since his father left: the desire to fight someone without the intention of killing, just for fun.. "Alright!" He doesn't hesitate to approach the ring and grabs Jovie's hand.

She pulls him into the ring with great force, and before his feet touch the arena, she already raises her leg, initiating a kick toward his stomach, *whoosh*

'She's fast!' Arthur feels that Jovie's power is on the level of the last Bloody Golems he faced at home, fourth grade of the Elite Rank; and even a Mythic Fighter of grade fourth couldn't match her speed.

However, Arthur's body is superior not just because of his royal lineage, but especially because it has been improved for weeks due to sex with his girls; so he can clearly see Jovie's movements and grabs her shoulder to regain control in mid-air.

*Swoosh* His movements are a bit faster than Jovie's, shocking her, 'WHAT!?!' She tries to react, but she's in the middle of her strike, and Arthur uses the opportunity to change the direction of his fall to land behind her.

'No way!!!' Jovie tries to use her elbow to punch Arthur, but he holds it while wrapping his other arm around her neck, capturing her in a sleeper hold before she can escape.

"So you like low blows?" He asks in a teasing tone, but quickly begins to ease the pressure on her neck, after all, she's his ally and is just trying to measure his reflexes and strength.

"No!" But surprising Arthur, Jovie holds his arm around her neck. "I can get out of this; just give me a chance!"

"Oh?" Arthur maintains medium pressure around her neck and prepares for Jovie's reaction, but she surprises him again by pushing her body back against his without trying to remove his arms or even hit his ribs as he expected. "How is this going to help you?"

"I know what I'm doing; just watch!" Jovie maintains a wild attitude, but as Arthur feels her rubbing her ass against his groin, he realizes he's been tricked.

Nyx can't help but exclaim in his mind. 'She's taking advantage of you!'